The day we met
The wind’s blowing on the left side of your head
Awkward words being spoken
You could tell by my wallet that I was broken
You gave a box of Havanna
And told you wish your name was Ana
When I saw that perfection is overrated
As I loved every embarrassed word that we said
And I see that the day I die there’s nothing left
And you’ll go to foreign places that I don’t know where
In the road that carries the birth’s and death’s mysterious paths
But I know that the day I die there’s nothing left but you
Now it seems like it was years ago
But sometimes it looks like it was yesterday though
The beauty is gone and the truth is gone
And all that remained is bitter and wrong
Still I cling to those early days
Through hell of emptiness
Once I was told believe in time
But it’s time that always brings me back to you
And I see that the day I die there’s nothing left
And you’ll go to foreign places that I don’t know where
In the road that carries the birth’s and death’s mysterious paths
But I know that the day I die there’s nothing left but you
The day we met
The wind’s blowing on the left side of your head
Awkward words being spoken
You could tell by my wallet that I was broken
You gave a box of Havanna
And told you wish your name was Ana
When I saw that perfection is overrated
As I loved every embarrassed word that we said
And I see that the day I die there’s nothing left
And you’ll go to foreign places that I don’t know where
In the road that carries the birth’s and death’s mysterious paths
But I know that the day I die there’s nothing left but you
